Poetry: High Fashion

Call me a chicken Mcf*ck it
Cuz I like getting sauced
I rock virgins
I'm bursting the cherry on top
Stop fronting like the bars aint hot
A lot of you rappers steal flows
Just know, I don't have time
Your music doesn't move me
Nope, not by a landslide
Are you gonna stand by
When the lead fly?
And tweet R.I.P
When ya man's die?
Besides the fact
You take shots, but
Y'all ran out of ammo
These strippers man
They can't keep on they damn clothes
I told her you tore it up
When you was down low
And this bar fa Shawn
Because that chapter is closed

High Note Original Movie Script

I finished posting my movie script on Amazon. It took me so long to write this thing. This is my first script, and I have another one in the works. The story is about a young man trying to find success in the music business.

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Poetry: Police Brutality

Put your hands up
Where I can see them boy!
If you act up
I got the laser sight aimed
At your beenie boy
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Poetry: Insecurity

Some dudes turn up
To compensate for feeling low
And mute the world
When haters give them what they owed
Travel around the world
Buy expensive chains and fancy clothes
Insecurity is a mother
And it shows
That music today
Lacks substance
It's the basic undertone
I wish that, we fix that
And switch the roles
If you need designer things
It probably means
All of your life you heard was "no."
Not to mention, the attention
That you craved as a kid
You didn't listen
Now you try to make up for it
If you learned nothing
Here's something, so make your move
Buying expensive sh*t
Will never make you
The smartest person in the room

The Do's and Don'ts of a Pool Party

There's nothing like stripping down to your bathing suit, and jumping into the pool. We've all done it at least once in our lives. Some of us are better at it than others. Pool parties can be loads of fun, but only if you have the right attire. You want to be fashionable, without looking like you're trying too hard. Here are some do's and don'ts of pool parties, and don't be caught without a bathing suit, please.
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Poetry: Chiraq

I'm from the city of the Chi
Where I used to reside
Gunshots every night
A war zone, no lie
Excuse me for a minute
I gotta keep it real wit mines
Don't forget, you can't rep that 6 without 5
Gang life in my city
Has built a divide
Dudes is drawing they trey's
Because he reppin' a seis
Every cinco de mayo
Somebody getting sprayed
Are my people liable
To take responsibility for what they say?
On the block, selling rocks
In any weather
If you don't remember this poem
I'll leave you with something clever
You can't win the war
If you ain't fighting together

Poetry: Homeless

A penny for your thoughts
And a dollar for your broken dreams
Living on the street
Trying to make ends meet
That money is something
To give their spirits a lift
So picture this
The poor giving to the poor
And the rich not giving a sh*t
I hope you're listening
Because you can't hear their cries
In a Benz, well it depends
If your eyes come in contact with his
That man or woman on the street
Hustling to make ends meet
Some treat them with no respect
They neglect the steps it took
Get a good look at poverty
This could be you
Lose all your property
But gain a new insight on life
And that's no lie
You earned a life lesson
That money can't buy
The homeless...